Unlike the stormy port of Sevit, the forest in the middle of the island is quiet.

The birds that landed on the branches were leisurely pecking at their feathers.

Suddenly, the lush branches swayed, and the birds fluttered their wings and flew away.

The cracked bark slowly opened a gap, and the Ancient Tree of Life opened its tired eyes and looked at the North Island, in the direction of Port Savit, where the wolf smoke rose.

At this moment, a fresh breeze blew from the forest.

The cloudy, drooping pupils slowly moved to look at the figure walking through the forest.

Beneath the roof of rattan grass was soft armor inlaid with blue shells, the quiver behind his back was full of feathers, and his bronzed skin was painted with dark war paints.

It is only in times of war that the half-elves temporarily let go of the reserved elegance of their ancestors.

Walking to the Ancient Tree of Life and stopping, Kanrui Donglu bowed his head slightly and said in a serious tone.

"We're ready to go."

There was silence all around, except for the rustle of the breeze through the treetops.

The silence lasted for a long time, and the ancient tree finally spoke.

"Let the children go."

A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and Kan Rui looked up at the Ancient Tree of Life in confusion and couldn't help but ask.

"Why?"

The cloudy pupils continued to stare in the direction of Savit Harbor, and the Ancient Tree of Life slowly replied.

"The aura of chaos has dissipated."

The aura of chaos has dissipated?

How is this possible!

Kanrui Donglu's expression was slightly moved, and he looked in the direction of Port Sevet in disbelief. He couldn't believe that those weak and ignorant humans could stop the awakening of chaos with their own strength.

In a tone of disbelief, he muttered to himself.

"Do you mean ......?"

"Yes, humanity has overcome them." The ancient tree replied slowly.

Kanrui fell silent.

The clenched fist slowly relaxed, and it took him a long time to accept this reality, and he whispered.

"Is that the wizard?"

"Perhaps."

Slowly closing his tired eyes, the old tree fell into a deep sleep again.

……

"Woo......"

"Don't blame yourself, you've done your best."

Reaching out and taking out the healing potion hanging from his belt, Jiang Feng unscrewed the cork and poured the dark green ointment on the blood hole in Xiao Bai's chest. The heavy breathing slowly subsided, and Xiaobai, who was lying on the stretcher, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The steel armor next to it was unrecognizable.

While armor made of plastic steel is strong and durable, any metal material suffers from metal fatigue. It's better to say that with Xiao Bai's berserker style of fighting that relies entirely on brute force, it was already very surprising to Jiang Feng that he could stubbornly survive to the end on the battlefield.

He was hopeless.

Patting the stretcher, Jiang Feng motioned to the two stunned farmers who were carrying the stretcher, and carried Xiaobai to the Governor's Mansion.

As if to mourn the souls of the dead, a light rain fell in the sky.

The sudden rains made it difficult to clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded.

In order to house the wounded, the citizens of Port Servit erected a shed at the entrance to the town to provide shelter for the wounded and the herbalists who concocted potions. Many members of the public have even opened their homes to allow the seriously injured to stay in their homes temporarily, so that herbalists can receive treatment nearby.

The dark cauldron boiled with an unknown paste, the pungent smell permeated the area, and unsettling bubbles tumbled on the viscous gray-green surface.

All the stretchers were carried here, and because of the limited space, several peasant women, under the guidance of the quartermaster, set up a cauldron next to the stretcher for the wounded.

The smell of boiling nongba somewhat dilutes the pungent herbal smell, but the dark bowls really don't whet much appetite. However, the colonists of the port of Sevit did not seem to have any concept of hygiene, and swallowed it without hesitation, not knowing how much rainwater was drunk into their stomachs.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Feng couldn't help but shake his head.

The level of medical care in this world is worrying, whether it is the backward treatment methods or the sanitary conditions that can be called hell, it is unbearable for him, a remnant from a higher civilization.

When the rain stops, it is unknown how many people will die on stretchers.

Carrying his torn helmet, Connie stepped across the muddy path and walked towards Jiang Feng.

"Thank you for reaching out to us at this most critical juncture for the port of Sewet." Solemnly making a knightly salute, Connie said to Jiang Feng in a solemn tone, "We will always remember your kindness to us. ”

According to the report of the ballista in the rear, the black knight who looked like Solol was killed by Jiang Feng's divine sorcery after rushing into the alley.

There was no doubt that if it had not been for the sorcerer's action to kill him, and let the black knight's iron hooves ramp through it, the defenders of Port Sevet would have no chance of victory.

"You're welcome."

Jiang Feng calmly accepted the knight's gratitude, although he was only forced to do so at the time.

Lost his appetite by those cauldrons of boiling nongba, although he knew that this gentleman sheriff would not entertain himself with this kind of food, Jiang Feng still declined the invitation to dinner. After battling Solor's clone, he was mentally exhausted like never before, and now he just wanted to drink a tube of nutritional concoction and go back to the Doge's Palace to sleep.

After returning to the Governor's Mansion, Jiang Feng instructed the servants of the Governor's Mansion to bring hot water and clean towels for himself, and after washing briefly, he lay down on the bed.

Compared to Baron Fred's manor, the guest rooms in the Governor's Mansion can only be described as shabby, and Jiang Feng, who was lying on the bed, could even hear Xiaobai's snoring next door. Thanks to those four points of perception, the wind and grass within a radius of tens of meters could not escape his ears.

Shaking his head, Jiang Feng was about to cover his ears with the quilt.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a movement outside the window.

The relaxed consciousness tensed instantly.

Through the dark rain curtain, Jiang Feng vaguely saw that under the shadow of the roof outside the window, a pair of eyes were spying on him. Under the pitch-black cloak, the slightly exposed starry cold light was ready to go, and the undisguised hatred and killing intent had already written the purpose on his face.

Pouting, Jiang Feng stretched out his hand to the Galaxy K1 on his waist, and pushed away the safety with his thumb.

Just as he was about to draw his gun and shoot, he heard a soft sound of a whoosh, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground outside the window.

Slightly stunned, Jiang Feng looked at the tower in the distance, only to see a slender figure standing there.

Because of the backlight, he couldn't see the face clearly, but the familiar feeling still made him guess the identity of the person for the first time.

Shortbow withdrew from under her dark green cloak, and Leia, who stood on the tower, gave him a meaningful look, then turned to melt into the night of Port Servit.

"Do whatever you need."

Jiang Feng shook his head, turned off the safety with his thumb, listened to the snoring next door and the rustling rain outside the window, turned over and fell asleep.